Back at "Heyuan", Jiang Xiaoli opened the mailbox downstairs to retrieve her mail.
She casually flipped through the pages and immediately exclaimed with delight, "Ayu, look!"
She waved a postcard in her hand, and Zong Jiayu's expression became more varied.
The postcard was sent from Greece; the azure sponge and the white house with its blue roof were pieced together, creating a romantic and beautiful scene.
Zong Jiayu had no interest in appreciating the beautiful scenery in the picture; he turned the postcard over.
The note on the back reads: "Jiayu, Xiaoli: I'm sorry this postcard is a little late. It turns out I'm not as carefree as I thought. Thinking that I can see your wedding in just two or three more months, I admit I was greedy. I'll be undergoing treatment for a while after leaving Greece. Wish me luck. —Chi Haiyao."
Zong Jiayu clenched his fists tightly, and he couldn't help but mutter, "Why didn't you do this sooner!"
Jiang Xiaoli took his arm and said, "It's a good thing that she changed her mind. Don't be angry. Otherwise, she wouldn't have chosen to receive treatment at this point."
“Sigh—” Zong Jia said helplessly, “Sometimes I really don’t know how to describe her, she’s always so willful.”
She chuckled softly, "This is the real her, she is Chi Haiyao."
"Yes, she is Chi Haiyao who yearns for freedom; she is not anyone's burden."
Zong Jia lowered his head and remained silent for a while before taking her hand and pressing the elevator button to go upstairs to go home.
Jiang Xiaoli leaned against him and asked softly, "Ayu, do you still resent her?"
“I don’t know.” Zong Jia sighed. “My feelings about her have always been conflicted.”
He thought for a moment and said, "She wasn't a good mother. I resented her for many years, but I have to admit that she was a brave and pitiful person. I really don't know how to describe her."
Jiang Xiaoli closed the door, stood on tiptoe, and gently kissed his lips. "Ayu, you are so kind."
Zong Jiayu smiled helplessly, “I would rather I have clear likes and dislikes.”
If Chi Haiyao hadn't been diagnosed with a terminal illness at such a young age, he might have truly been cold-blooded and heartless, never speaking to her again for the rest of his life.
But there are no "what ifs" in this world.
Jiang Xiaoli used both hands to lift the corners of his lips into a smile. "Alright, from now on, don't overthink it. When you have time, think about which guests to invite to the wedding in Great Britain! She will definitely show up!"
Zong Jia nodded. "Okay."
She started counting on her fingers, "Most of my classmates are going to school, so I'll invite them when I go back to Kyoto for a dinner party. There will probably be ten or twenty people here. How about you?"
"I should be about the same as you."
"We need to finalize this as soon as possible. My aunt has already asked me for the list of names; she wants to arrange a charter flight."
As Zong Jia listened to her rambling about the trivialities of preparing for the wedding, his previously empty heart seemed to be gradually filled.
He couldn't help but hug her tightly, "Little Pear, I'll do whatever you say."
Jiang Xiaoli keenly sensed his unusual behavior. She smiled and reached out to hug him back, saying, "Ayu, we will be very happy."
"Yes, I'm already very happy to have you."
"No, no, no, I'll be many times happier than I am now!"
Zong Jiayu chuckled and agreed, "Okay, many times happier."
...
The next morning, Jiang Xiaoli drove to the court to meet Tang Wanqiao.
Tang's parents were delighted to see her. "Little Pear's here! Have you had breakfast yet?"
She replied with a smile, "I've eaten, Uncle and Aunt, please don't be so polite with me."
Tang Wanqiao said with a smile, "Yes, Xiaoli is not the type to mistreat herself!"
Mr. Tang nodded in agreement, "You girls should be like this!"
Jiang Xiaoli smiled slightly, "Shall we go in?"
Many people came to watch the trial today, and many of them deeply despise people like Qi Liang.
When the judge announced on the spot that Qi Liang's appeal was rejected and the original sentence of three years in prison was upheld, applause broke out from all around.
Tang Wanqiao finally couldn't hold back her tears and cried out.
Jiang Xiaoli patted the back of her hand, "Qiaoqiao, the bad guys got their punishment."
Tang's mother hugged her daughter and comforted her, "Yes, that bastard has been sentenced to jail!"
Mr. Tang added with some regret, "Three years is just too short."
Tang Wanqiao wiped away her tears, then suddenly laughed out loud, "Mom and Dad, Xiaoli, I'm fine, I'm just happy, really."
She paused for a moment and then said, "After watching today's court hearing, I am even more determined to achieve my goal. I must become an excellent lawyer and I want to stand up for justice for all those who have been bullied!"
Jiang Xiaoli smiled gently, "Qiaoqiao, this path must be very simple, but I wish you success."
Mr. and Mrs. Tang immediately said, "Qiaoqiao, your dad and mom will always support you!"
After saying goodbye to the Tang family of three, Jiang Xiaoli arrived at the "Jinghua Center".
Xiao Jincheng showed her around the construction site. "Little Pear, the overall construction of the 'Jinghua Center' is now complete, and it will soon enter the decoration phase. It's expected to be finished before May next year! What do you think? Not bad, right?"
After seeing it, she nodded repeatedly, "It's no wonder it's the work of a world-renowned architectural firm. The money was well spent."
"Yes, you get what you pay for; there are advantages to higher prices."
Xiao Jincheng said cheerfully, "Xiao Li, come on, I'll introduce you to an acquaintance."
"An acquaintance?" she asked curiously. "Who is it?"
Xiao Jincheng pushed open the door to an office at the construction site. "Look, is this someone we know?"
Jiang Xiaoli smiled, "Brother Xue, you're back?"
Xue Bin poured them both a glass of water. "Yes, you're back. After all that trouble, it's still the best place to stay with President Xiao."
Xue Bin originally studied fine arts and initially worked with Xiao Jincheng in the decoration industry. More than a year ago, he resigned to study at a school and systematically learned architectural design.
More than a year of full-time study has greatly improved Xue Bin.
He had more practical experience than the average student, and many teachers liked his designs. When the advanced course ended, many teachers wrote him recommendation letters.
However, Xue Bin's first choice was still "Jincheng Real Estate".
Xiao Jincheng was very proud of himself. "Little Pear, what do you think? Isn't your Uncle Xiao's personal charm amazing?"
Jiang Xiaoli gave him two thumbs up immediately, "Of course!"
Xiao Jincheng patted Xue Bin on the shoulder, "Binzi, now that you're back, work hard! You've seen it yourself, Jincheng Real Estate isn't the haphazard operation it used to be. We're a professional company now, with a bright future ahead!"
Xue Bin nodded in agreement, "Mr. Xiao, don't worry, my heart has always been with Jincheng Real Estate. I resigned before to pursue further studies because I really felt there was still so much I needed to learn systematically. Now, even if you ask me to leave, I won't. I want to work at Jincheng Real Estate until I retire."
Xiao Jincheng laughed heartily, "You little rascal, you're really sticking to me now! Haha, don't worry, as long as you work hard, 'Jincheng Real Estate' will be your home!"
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